Shine

As the rain clouds lift and the shines through the thunder clouds. I can see the right part my head is still in the cloudy state, but the shining light. The sun is slowly, warming me from the inside out. I feel the strength building with in me one more. That empty shell that was not me but me, the old door mat, that people once walked all over is just but a bad memory for it is no more. I think I am almost me again. I feel the light with in again this new thirst for life, a voice again. Illuminating the new path I choose to make my own way. For I am no longer that door mat that is just something to wipe you feet upon. I speak I hear I love I matter not to you but to me. I have the choice and it is not your to take but mine to give.